Chapter 327: Pure Mountain

"Uh...... Because I was born in a palace family, I will be more familiar with the things of the yin and yang world. And aren't we always together? It makes no difference with anyone. ”

Saying this, Gong Baoxiang's voice clearly brought out a bit of emptiness.

Why, of course, it's because Mu Ye looks profligate and unreliable, and he can't be entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

Mu Ye snorted coldly.

Do you really think he's a fool?

Sen Sen is staying in Honolulu with a good end, why did he return to Shiqiu and cause so much trouble?

It must have something to do with Pei Ji's bastard. It turned out that something so big that the bastard didn't even show his face.

Hum! Pei family, wait and see!

After solving the dilemma in front of him, let's see how he settles accounts with them, although his sister is stupid, but someone supports her.

Tall and low bushes on the hillside flashed out of the car window.

Gong Baoxiang heard Mu Sensen beside him muttering something in his sleep.

She looked sideways, and just as the light of the street lamp was shining through the car window, on the face of the tear-stained girl.

Gong Baoxiang was stunned, only to find that Mu Sensen's clothes were wet with tears.

The girl frowned, still muttering something unsteadily in her sleep.

Gong Baoxiang got closer, listened for a moment, and vaguely recognized that her name was her brother.

Mu Ye naturally didn't miss her move, "Is my sister okay?" ”

“…… Hmm......" Gong Baoxiang hesitated, "she seems to be calling her brother." ”

Mu Ye's hand shook, the car almost flew out, and looked back at Mu Sensen: "Brother is here!" ”

The girl frowned, still crying in her sleep, and kept muttering to her brother.

There was silence in the carriage.

After a long time, in the darkness, the cold light in the man's eyes was clear, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, "Sensen, don't worry, my brother will avenge you." ”

Vehicles are speeding down on the highway.

The two people who were awake in the car didn't notice it, and on the roof of the car outside, there was a young Taoist in a gray and white robe sitting cross-legged.

In the bitter night wind, his posture was as steady as Mount Tai, holding a wooden sword in his arms, and his eyes were as bright as fire.

Jiangzhou, Qingjing Mountain.

The season has reached late autumn, and a maple forest at the foot of the mountain is red and burning, looking from afar, like a fluttering red cloud, free and easy.

The further up the hill you go, the greener the trees become.

At the top of the mountain, there is a shrine that covers an extensive area, called the Witch God Temple.

It is rumored that in the early years of the Wu God Temple, the incense was at its peak, and the believers of the entire Jiangzhou and even the entire Jiangnan region of the empire would come to worship.

In recent decades, due to the death of the great witch of the witch shrine, a new witch has not been selected for a long time, and it has gradually declined.

However, the local people in Jiangzhou, especially those who are elderly, will still go to the mountains from time to time to burn incense, worship God, and ask for peace of mind.

The scenery of Qingjing Mountain is good, and in recent years, people often regard it as a tourist attraction or a scenic spot for walking, and come to play.

Fortunately, it is the off-season, and it is not a weekend, and Mu Tian has gone all the way to the present, and he has not been recognized.

With a mask on his face and a hat on his head, he climbed the steps step by step.

The temple on the top of the hill is their ancestral property.

Let's just say that their ancestors were goddesses, and Mu Sensen was still mad with him.

Isn't that solid proof?

Also, he's been climbing for two hours, and his legs are about to break, why hasn't he reached the top of the mountain yet?

Mu Tian crawled out of his belly.

Mu Sensen, this bastard, why do you have to go back to your hometown to recuperate? What else is good about this place besides good air? Not even a cable car.

“…… Little Ancestor, Little Ancestor, did you hear what I said? The agent's voice came from the phone.